“May you what? Please be specific. In this instance, I may know what you mean, but I won’t always. I cannot permit you if I do not understand what you mean.”
Alicia hesitated, hands resting on Danica’s thighs. “May I lick your pussy, ma’am?”
Her expression, as always, remained unchanging. “You may.”
Hard to believe this was only the second time touching her with the mouth, let alone breathing in her heat so close to the source. That first time, Alicia was so determined not to let her inexperience show that it went by so quickly. Too quickly.I had no idea what I was doing, besides instinct. And porn, I guess.Porn was a terrible guide. Those women did things Alicia could never imagine doing.What was I thinking? Hiding that from her?Would Danica have been so patient with her in those earlier encounters?
“That’s it,” Danica encouraged her, brushing knuckles against her cheek. “Take your time. Don’t try to do too much at once.”
While her words made sense, Alicia’s body screamed at her to do everything at once. It wanted the experiences. It wanted them now. It didn’t want tutoring, or teaching, or training, or whatever. This gorgeous woman was here, waiting for her to please her. Why was it so difficult to give her what she wanted right now?
Luckily, Alicia had some self-restraint left. She could follow her orders… no, her requests. That’s what they were.Requests. Danica was a gracious teacher. Even though Alicia sensed her power lurking deep within her body, she managed to practice self-restraint.
Danica didn’t only tell her how she liked it. Sometimes she said,“Lots of women may like it this way, but I like it this way.”Other times, she agreed with the consensus that one true way was best. She encouraged Alicia to do certain things, like slowly flatten her tongue along her folds or circle her clit with patient pressure, while telling her more than once that it was okay to stop for now. Danica insisted that she didn’t want to overwhelm her.
The problem was that Alicia wasn’t overwhelmed. She was ready for anything, especially if it meant pleasing this woman.
“Lick me there, slowly. Yes, good. Now circle my clit – gentle, don’t rush. Put your fingers here. Look into my eyes while you do this. I like that. If it’s too uncomfortable, you can close your eyes. Yes, yes, Alicia, that feels good like that. You’re teaching me a thing or two, aren’t you? I don’t think anyone has made me feel quite that good before.”
All Alicia had done was softly trace Danica’s clit and tease the tender crease where flesh parted to welcome her in.
“Don’t be shy down there, my lovely. If I don’t like something, I’ll let you know. There isn’t much that I don’t like, if it’s what you’re inclined to do. All I’m doing is showing you things you may not have thought of otherwise. I can tell you what I like, but it’s up to you to be willing to do it. Do you like doing this?”
Alicia’s hand, now sliding carefully inside Danica, curled with instinct toward the ridged spot that made Danica gasp.
“I do, ma’am. I’m learning a lot.”
“I’m glad. Now, do you feel how close I am? The only reason I’m not coming is because I’ve had a lot of practice at holding back. I’m using all of my concentration to stay level-headed about this. Trust me, though, I don’t want to. I want you to keep going until I come. Are you ready for that?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Don’t be upset if you can’t do it right now. Once it starts, I won’t be able to stop it. You’ll have to be ready.”
She gave Alicia more advice, like to breathe steadily and keep a rhythm, to stay gentle but persistent when she reached the peak.
“I’m ready.”
Alicia was left to her own devices. Danica made it clear that she wanted to sit back and enjoy the experience. “Pretend that this is another night of us making love. In turn, I will give you pleasure too, and you will get to tell me all the things you like. After this.”
Alicia was grateful for the thorough lesson, but now that she was left to do it, she felt… nervous? Yes, nervous. Would she easily take it? Would she be overwhelmed by the taste? Alicia wouldn’t dare rush into anything rough tonight. That was beyond her abilities. She would be content with long strokes of her tongue, gentle suction around her clit, and her fingers moving in rhythm inside.
Danica’s taste was hypnotic, the scent so overpowering that Alicia barely knew where she was. Both her mind and her body agreed that this was the perfect thing to be doing. Her gut told her to prepare herself. Her heart wanted no part of this now.
“Shit,” Danica muttered, hands curling in Alicia’s hair. “You’re a quick study.”
You said you wanted enthusiasm. Helped that the promise of her own pleasure called! Danica had told her to pay attention to what happened when she was about to come – and that she would tell Alicia when that was about to happen. Danica said so now, urging her to keep going as her body trembled and her clit swelled beneath Alicia’s tongue.
Here we go.
Alicia breathed like Danica told her to, unsure if it was going to make a difference. Yet she had been so caught up in what she was doing that she almost didn’t notice the first sharp cry as Danica’s body shuddered against her mouth.
Danica groaned, hands grasping her shoulders as her hips rocked against Alicia’s tongue.She’s holding so much back!Unlike last time, when Danica assumed Alicia knew what the deal was and ground against her until it was done. She was letting Alicia have control now. Well, minus the erratic movements of her hips, which at times had Alicia struggling.
The taste hit her the moment Danica came fully, hot and slick across the lips and tongue. By then, most of it had already coated Alicia’s mouth, much to her pleasant surprise. That wasn’t sobad. Then she tasted her properly, rich and heady, and had to fight the instinct to pull away.
“Breathe,” Danica said, keeping her head pointed upward as Alicia coughed. It wasn’t that she couldn’t handle it. It was the intensity, the rawness that caught her so totally by surprise.
She rested her head against Danica’s thigh, wetness dripping from the corner of her mouth. “I’m okay,” she insisted between tiny gasps. “Wasn’t… expecting…”
